Until this past weekend, my family and I were living with my mom and dad. We moved in with them from our townhome in July because my husband made the decision to start taking over his dad's company. Since his dad's company does concrete flatwork (one call and you get all your flatwork needs!) - we weren't sure what kind of year he would have AND since he was going to start taking things over he was putting in long hours - I'm talking working dusk until dawn most days of the week, sometimes Saturdays too, and most days he didn't come home at all, he would sleep at work.
And so, we moved in with my mom and dad because we had an almost 2 year old and a newborn baby at the time and we knew I'd need some serious help after working 9 hours a day with the kids while he was gone during the week. We also weren't sure financially what it would mean for our family and to be safe, decided moving in with them was the right choice.
After a very successful summer for my husband and a promotion at my job, financially we were ready to move on, but were feeling apprehensive and nervous about taking the plunge of moving during the winter months. Regardless of our feelings, we started looking at properties and the first two we saw were so disappointing I seriously lost hope right then and there. At this point I was so frustrated with not having our own place for our kids and our family, I was sick to death of living with my mom and dad (love them dearly, but seriously, it was SO HARD moving back home) and I just wanted a place to call our own. Luke, as usual, was my voice of reason and assured me that we needed to be patient and not push too fast or too soon - no sense in settling for something that wasn't what we have in mind for our family. And so, over a Pizza Hut dinner, we decided to just let be what would be and trust that God will move us when we're meant to move.
Later that night we were on Craig's List just browsing through properties and we saw a few more that caught our attention. Some were out of our price range, but one was exactly what we were looking for AND in our price range and in our location we had in mind. I called the realtor and made the appointment to see the property the day before Christmas Eve.
When we showed up to the property for our first walk-through, the realtor was 15 minutes late. I meet with people all the time and understand that sometimes people are late, but had a feeling something was up. So, we called her and she apologized for forgetting about us, but said she was crazy busy and would be there in 10 minutes. Again, we were feeling really discouraged thinking we'd rushed the situation too much... But, when she got there and we walked in - we immediately knew we were home.
This place was so awesome! Any other location closer to the cities and it probably would have been ridiculously expensive, but since we're now in Hudson, WI, the price was perfect for us. Not to mention, it's been our DREAM to get married, have babies and move to Hudson! Aww, cute, we obtained our little American Dream.
And so, The Blodgett's are now home. Hudson, WI is it for us and I certainly hope it is for years to come.
Lessons I learned from this situation:
1. Be patient. Seriously, what is meant to be WILL BE. It's that simple.
2. TRUST YOUR PARTNER. I was being so pushy with the situation because of my own frustrations of our situation being at home, but Luke was right. Even though I was fed up, I had to learn to just trust that things would work out when they're meant to work out.
3. Wrap your Christmas Decorations with care. Unfortunately, I lost one of my Christmas decorations during the move. Bummer.
4. MOVING SUCKS. Nuf' said.
More blogs in the future to come since Luke has been staying at home with our boys during the winter months (seasonal work) - I'm hoping to get some feedback from him regarding his situation of "being at home" and hopefully devote a portion of my blogs toward that topic - should make for some interesting posts and input.
Let me know your thoughts on the idea...
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